The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 200

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Did he even know where she lived? Chapter 199

At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a killer body, saw the luxury car

Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.

Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man

He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.

Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.

The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”

And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive

Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram

The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache.

Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment and helplessness.

She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”

The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the eye of such an outstanding man?

Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.

Was it Lysander who had called her?

Thalassa blinked, initially hesitant, but eventually found herself walking toward him. “Mr. Sinclair, did you call me?”

rather goofy against Lysander’s serious demeanor, she quickly hid it behind her

cream, which landed smack on the face of the

woman screamed in

pulling out tissues and frantically wiping the

of Thalassa’s frantic wiping, the woman’s

away,

started crying, feeling

eyeliner smeared all around her eyes, and foundation clumped and flaked off, making

endlessly apologizing. “I’m really

country bumpkin!” The woman huffed angrily and stomped off in

taken aback. Was the woman referring to her as a country

smeared ice cream all over the woman’s

smirk tugged at the Corner of his

woman was indeed interesting, compared to the perfect, well–mannered ladies of

got out of the car, walked over to Thalassa, and

was slightly rough, but warm. As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she felt a rush of warmth

surprise, causing her

didn’t pull her hand out of his grip, and Lysander held

earth would she let him drive

saw those four rugrats in her house, she’s going to be in

his, flustered, and said, “No need, Mr.

already opened the car door and stuffed

chilly and left

said that, he shut the car door, got back behind

coworker Daryl and the

black Rolls–Royce in

the license plate and

led Thalassa into his car personally. Could it

work, she saw Sinclair’s gaze wander their way when she was standing aside to welcome him. She thought Mr. Sinclair

of Thalassa, who was standing right next to

could it be that Mr. Sinclair was looking at

but she